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“That’s quite a drop,” she murmured, peering into the abyss with raised eyebrows, adding, “and I’m not sure where it all ends.”
“What makes you think it ends, when…” whispered the other, reclining in the grass just behind the bush at the yard’s safe boundary, listening with finely-attuned ears, and continuing “…you stand there on the verge, a razor’s edge that also resembles a slippery slope, a black hole, the awakening of an infinite and insatiable hunger, when it may just as easily be thought of as a beginning, a soft land and bounce into another world, a slick slide into sparkling sameness but from more innocent times of so long ago; just look behind you, Alice, and see the degradation of what remains of your present world and…take the leap!”
She checked the pocket of her skirt for the box of raisins she always kept there for whatever adventure might someday beckon, and gently put her kitten, Delilah, down on the grass, wondering at the strange familiarity of the other voice, so silkenly husky and persuasive.
At the very least, she had to see where that March Hare had gone off to, and whether his pocket-watch was real or pretend, and who the tailor was that made the smart waistcoat he wore.
“Far past time for an adventure, Alice,” she decided, as she stepped toward the rabbit hole.
Behind her, the dark-haired man with the sad eyes stood and snapped another photo as she disappeared from his sight.
© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2022)
***I don’t know why I’ve gone all dark this week!***